Forty-three years ago this month, John Fitzgerald Kennedy, the 35th president of these United States, was felled in Dallas by Lee Harvey Oswald, a communist and dishonorably discharged Marine.
For most of my life, November 22 was always commemorated as one of the darkest days in American history. In recent years, such commemorations seem to have been fading.
President Kennedy was riding that day in a motorcade with his wife, Jackie, Texas Gov. John Connally and the latter’s wife, Idanell, and Texan Vice President Lyndon Baines Johnson. Kennedy had come to Texas to shore up a rift among Texas Democrats.
As soon as she saw her husband had been hit with gunfire, Mrs. Kennedy showed herself willing to sacrifice her own life to save her husband’s. She threw herself across her husband to shield his body from further gunfire as if she were a secret service agent, rather than America’s First Lady. Alas, it was too late.
Gov. Connally also was wounded, and his wife, Idanell Brill "Nellie" Connally, helped save his life by “pull[ing] the Governor onto her lap, and the resulting posture helped close his front chest wound (which was causing air to be sucked directly into his chest around his collapsed right lung).”
Later that day, aboard Air Force One, Vice President Johnson was sworn in as America’s 36th President.
On April 10, 1963, Oswald had attempted to assassinate right wing Army Gen. Edwin Walker; one hour after assassinating the President, he murdered Dallas Patrolman J.W. Tippit, before being arrested in a Dallas movie theater, during which Oswald tried to shoot yet another policeman. Two days later, Oswald was himself murdered by Jack Ruby, as lawmen sought to transfer Oswald from police headquarters to the Dallas City Jail.
Jack Kennedy has become, like his erstwhile fling, Marilyn Monroe, a Rorschach Test, onto which people (particularly leftists) project their preoccupations. Thus do conspiracy obsessives – “theorists” is much too kind a term – project the notion that the President’s assassination had issued out of a conspiracy so immense, including at least two assassins, and dozens of string pullers and marionettes, with the identity of the specific participants – the Cosa Nostra, the CIA, Fidel Castro, et al. – depending on the imaginings of the obsessive in question.
Likewise has Kennedy’s presidency been fetishized by left wing obsessives and family retainers, who have turned him into a socialist demigod who supported massive economic redistribution and radical “civil rights.”